Realizing she had misspoken again, Shen Jian妮 wished she could slap herself countless times. However, this time, He Qimo rarely broke his long silence and said, "Tell me carefully." Shen Jian妮 pressed her lips, knowing she couldn’t hide it, so she began to tell all... On the other side, at the Feng Mansion. Giants from all walks of life, who were once difficult to invite, gathered at the Feng Mansion today. The estate, nearly equivalent to a Royal Garden, elevated this banquet to a level of extreme opulence. Moreover, this opulence wasn’t just a pile of wealth but a display of taste and style. Let’s not even mention the world-famous paintings seen everywhere inside Feng Mansion, even the two chairs under the shade, used for resting, are famous rare commodities from the 18th century, priceless and unavailable in the market. Few celebrities came, but each one was an elite. Before the banquet started, facing those privately talking to him about their thin skin, feeling it’s embarrassing to publicly state that the Feng Family and Qi Family have already become friends, although Mr. Feng, out of the sake of face and the social status of both families, would not publicly reject and embarrass the Qi Family. But how can they develop feelings in private? After all, Feng Chengjin’s temperament may not necessarily like someone like Qi Shuya. Feng Jingguo did have a kind of indescribable fondness for Qi Shuya, especially since Qi Shuya did not, like other matchmaking women, come for the stabilization of relations between the two families but genuinely wanted to develop feelings with Feng Chengjin. Thinking about Feng Chengjin’s unbreakable heart knot, Feng Jingguo’s affection for the gentle and courteous Qi Shuya as his future daughter-in-law rose a few more levels. However, even if it wasn’t announced, it wasn’t announced. During the lively day, everyone vaguely guessed why the eldest daughter of the Qi Family was invited and faintly sensed something. He also didn’t confirm it, to consider the younger generation’s feelings. Why, at night, after sending all the guests away one by one, did the Feng family’s third suddenly lock the door, and then completely clarify the matter of asking Qi Shuya for help during the day, shattering all their dreamy assumptions! Under the tranquil night sky, the villa was brightly lit. Sitting in the center of the sofa, Feng Chengjin said to Feng Jingguo and the elders of the Feng family, "This is the situation, Miss Qi was helping me. I can’t agree with your approach, nor can I accept your feelings. Marriage is my business. Regardless of how anxious you are, you shouldn’t interfere too much in my life. I hope we can respect each other on this matter." Upon hearing the matter was indeed related to the third son, Ye Xilan, who had been anxious all day, finally felt an indescribable sense of disappointment, looking sad, turned her head away. Feng Jingguo, however, tightened his brows and sternly said, "What do you mean, respect each other? Respect each other means you’re thirty-four, with no sons, no women, living like a monk daily, and deceiving us in various ways each day?" Had I known he was , I should have strangled him directly in the hospital upon birth! Feng Jingguo’s expression was angrily vivid, and Feng Chengjin naturally understood what he was thinking, smirking, "If Father hadn’t tricked me back, could I have deceived you? Tricking not also was learned from Father?" Get full chapters from novel⸺fire.net "You! Now, you even dare to talk back!" Feng Jingguo got angrier, slamming the coffee table, making everyone’s heart tremble. Ling Lie’s scolding frightened Feng Yuxi and Feng Yushan upstairs, their heads shrinking back. Li Zhi blushed even more, casting a glance with a hint of rebuke, as if she wanted to mediate, "Chengjin, Father has good intentions. You’re too willful, and Miss Qi is such a good person, with looks, family background, and, most importantly, truly likes you. How rare is that? Isn’t that the kind of person you’ve been looking for all these years? Do you really plan to stay single for the rest of your life?" Regarding his father, Feng Chengjin could ignore, but when it came to his sister-in-law, who acted as both a sister-in-law and a mother, Feng Chengjin couldn’t be tough. Thus, he smiled, thinking about what he wanted to say when he returned home this week, about the person he wanted to bring. His eyebrows trembled slightly, he paused, cleared his throat, and said, "I’m not single either..." In an instant, even the twelve-year-old Feng Yushan upstairs was stunned, holding a lollipop in her mouth, tugging on Feng Yuxi’s clothing, "My goodness, brother, is Uncle joking?" This is something she had never known since growing up, that her uncle once had a partner! Feng Yuxi gave a side-eye to the little girl, still soft-voiced and yet to change her voice, and continued to look down without answering. Feng Yushan was stunned for a moment, then angrily kicked Feng Yuxi’s calf, "Feng Yuxi! Let me tell you, I am the youngest in the family now. If you ignore me again next time I speak, I will tell grandpa and grandma!" Feng Yuxi felt the pain, but couldn’t say anything, since in the Feng family, apart from Feng Chengjin, the youngest was always favored, regardless of gender. So he could only shake his head and say, "The world is declining; it’s becoming increasingly difficult to raise a lady nowadays!" to express his anger. Downstairs, Ye Xilan was the first to recover from the shock, her eyelashes quivering. She was somewhat uncertain if she had heard right, "Third son, what did you say, you... say it again?" Feng Chengjin gave a light smile and no longer hid it, "I have a woman, just found her, and because the time is short, and the feelings are not yet solid, so I haven’t brought her home to meet you. I am not single now, nor living like a monk. I’ve been staying at her place recently, Feng Yuxi can vouch for that." Upon mentioning Feng Yuxi, everyone’s heads instantly turned from below to above to look. Yu Xi had never been the focus of so many elders in the family, especially for such an important family matter! So after some thought, he could only nod honestly, "Uncle indeed hasn’t returned to the villa these days." Hearing this, Ye Xilan almost burst into tears of excitement, and Li Zhi was so thrilled that she grasped Feng Chengxuan’s hand, "Chengxuan, Chengjin has found a woman, he has a woman." Feng Chengxuan gently curved his lips into a smile, giving He Qimo a deep glance. The two brothers exchanged a look, and Feng Chengxuan withdrew his gaze, smiling politely, "Congratulations, third brother." "No need to be so formal, brother." Feng Chengjin also curved his lips, putting on a surface level of courtesy. For a moment, the entire room was filled with an atmosphere of joy, even the butler and servants couldn’t help but whisper excitedly. Beside them, Ye Xilan was a bit too excited to speak, "When will you bring her back for mom to see?" Feng Chengjin: "In a few weeks, I suppose. After all, it just started, bringing her back immediately would feel too early, no matter how strong the feelings, it wouldn’t be polite." Ye Xilan nodded, "That’s right, that’s right. Meeting the parents should be about mutual respect for each other’s stance. A girl should be modest and show good breeding." Ye Xilan was very happy, paused, then, as if to confirm something, quickly walked over the tea table, reaching to unbutton Feng Chengjin’s shirt collar. Feng Chengjin was startled for a moment, avoiding it, "Mom, Yushan is still here." Only then did Ye Xilan lift her gaze, looking at Feng Yushan, who was already sucking on a lollipop, overly mature for her age in this era, already understanding more than some married women, and said, "Yu Xi, take your sister to bed." Hearing this, he would have to be pestered by this little ancestor again, starting to ask if Lu Han is more handsome or TFBOYS. He rolled his eyes, not wanting to speak. He took Feng Yushan by the hand and went into the bedroom. At this moment, Ye Xilan unbuttoned her third son’s shirt collar, seeing indeed some new marks on his body, especially a small neat bite on the shoulder, still not faded. It was because Gu Zixuan’s hands were restrained that day, and her body in pain, she panicked for a moment and bit him on the shoulder. Her heart finally felt like something had settled. Tears in her eyes, Ye Xilan let out a sigh of relief, sitting down beside Feng Chengjin, "It’s great, after eight years, you can move on, it’s really great." Looking at his mother, still deceived by him, Feng Chengjin lowered his eyelashes, a bit deep, his heart heavy not knowing what to say. Beside them, only Feng Jingguo was staring at Feng Chengjin, for some reason, always feeling something wasn’t quite right. Especially, not knowing whether it was because he had just run into Gu Zixuan at a strange neighborhood in the morning, coupled with the demon’s mistaken identity, following him... Feng Chengjin’s eyes deepened, "Which family’s daughter?" Feng Chengjin smiled, "Let’s hold off saying it for now, who knows if you’ll secretly scare her. It’d be more appropriate to bring her back to meet you another day." "That makes sense, that makes sense." Seeing his third son so serious this time, proactively bringing up bringing a woman to meet them, Ye Xilan’s heart was at ease. She quickly tugged at Feng Jingguo’s sleeve, indicating he shouldn’t always oppose their son, what if it scared him off from bringing her home? Especially since their son also mentioned, the relationship wasn’t stable yet. A little more stability would be good, if it were stable, their large family’s presence wouldn’t scare her. They had waited eight years, what’s a few more days to care about? Feng Jingguo still wanted to inquire, but ultimately, facing Ye Xilan’s frequent eye hints, he glanced over, deep in thought, still avoiding direct answers from his son, then glanced at the mark on his son’s shoulder... Finally, he pursed his lips, stayed coolly silent, without expressing an opinion. Feng Chengjin noticed his father’s gaze, his heart felt a bit heavier, but thinking of the regained Zixuan, he still lifted his lips slightly... Calmly and composedly looking out. In the evening, after Feng Chengjin left Feng Mansion, he drove back to Shangpin Yuncui. Before entering, thinking of Gu Zixuan, who had been somewhat unhappy these days and unwilling to talk to him, Feng Chengjin felt a light sinking in his heart. He turned the key and unlocked the door, entering the living room. Changing his shoes, he noticed that although Gu Zixuan had left a light on for him, she didn’t come out as usual to hand him a glass of water. Driven by curiosity, he walked into the bedroom. As he pushed the door open, he could only hear the continuous sound of running water. Seeing the white figure and delicate silhouette reflected on the semi-transparent frosted glass, for a moment, the back of Feng Chengjin’s head tightened, and his throat went dry...